When in prison in Kuwait

When in prison in Kuwait

When in prison in Kuwait

So many of you readers know that I was in prison for a good month and 17 days, yes you read that right (waiting for you all to judge me). A lot of people ask me ‘what is it like being in prison, is it okay if I ask you about prison’?

Honestly I’m not embarrassed to say I’ve been to prison, yes I did a mistake and yes I got punished for it, isn’t that how it works, THE LAW. For those wanting to know why did I go in, NO I DID NOT ROB, KILL, DO DRUGS OR SELL DRUGS, I merely drove a car (mom’s not stolen) without license, yes if you are from K-TOWN that’s a huge offense, it’s not India where you can slip a 100rs and get away with it, you get deported for shit like this bro!

Anyways, so this is how I got behind bars, one friday afternoon during the prayer I decided to go for a drive, who knew this would be a very god damn long drive. So, as I was driving not far from home, roads clear, the sound of prayer, and the 50 degree scorching heat, 5 minutes to driving and the only car that decided to be on the road was a police car (fml). I was driving pretending like I didn’t notice the cop, but sadly he noticed me, stopped me, asked me for my license (didn’t have one) and when I told him I didn’t have one, he asked me to get outta the car and to sit in his car, I quietly went and sat in his car without arguing, he stood outta the car with a phone next to his ear, and me I literally almost pissed my pants sitting in the car. He then sat in the car and drove me to the main traffic department (shuwaikh) and took to the head of the dept (btw my mom’s car was towed and impounded). As I stood in front of the head with a shirt that said FCUK YOU and beach shorts and .500 fills MAX slippers, without hesitation he signed my deportation papers and boom, I was driven to the deportation jail in 15 minutes. As i walked in jail, my parents, my brother and my sister law stood there with the worst sight they could see, their son/brother in handcuffs. They told my parents straight ‘I’m sorry but his deportation papers have been signed and there’s nothing you can do about it” and took me in. As they were taking me to my cell (they had taken my civil id, wallet, money and my phone at the entrance) I entered what looked like hell, people screaming, starring, crying and wooing seeing a 21-year-old boy walk with handcuffs in his hand.

What is like being inside you ask? You share a cell with 14/15 people, people accused of drug dealing, rape, no visa etc. You get food twice a day (rice, dal, cheese, eggs, juice, laban, dates, water) Oh and I learned how to FRENCH INHALE in prison since there’s not much you can do there. Every week they make each cell (15 people) clean the whole prison and trust me that became fun after a few days of staying inside, but the only problem is, picture this, 15 people cleaning phase one of the Avenues Mall, that’s how big the prison was. There were no phone calls allowed or any sort of communication with the outside world (only family visits on Tuesday’s 9am-11am) but I made a few really good friends inside that helped make a call or two everyday to my mom and dad. My everyday was eat, sleep, mentally kill myself and PRAY.

Now my fam outside were trying everything in their power to get me out, this is the phase in your life where you know who your real friends are and who are those friends who speak beautiful words about you (sarcasm) when you are inside. Oh, you have no idea the stuff I heard about my so called friends when I got outside prison from mom and dad. FAMILY IS THE ONLY THING THAT WILL HAVE YOUR BACK NO MATTER WHAT. That time your back up’s, your vasta and your pasta are nowhere to be seen, take this by me.

Finally after 1 month and 17 days, I was out.

I got out morning 11am, first time seeing sunlight after 47 days. I shivered the time I stepped outta the prison, it’s a feeling nothing in this world can give, FREEDOM.

So yeah then things got back to normal and everybody lived happily ever after.


By The Inked Expat


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